I was born in and spent most of my life in the bay area before moving to Kansas City over 10 years ago (long story).
Seeing fireflies for the first time, in my 30s, was (and still is) magical.
Seeing fireflies for the first time, in my 30s, was (and still is) magical.
You sound remorseful (from your youthful indiscretions); but out of curiosity... does the "glow" splat when thwacked (with a tennis racket)? or does it immediately extinguish?
The bioluminescence stays lit for some time. For example, you can paint your face with it. With the rackets, they splatter like fireworks.
[looks at tennis racket nervously]
"I'm an adult. I will not record this incredibly-sounding phenomenon for the YouTuby viewies..."
I'll just take your word for it.
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I am forty-something, but I still always cringe when I think about that sappling I destroyed (recklessly, with my teenage-swung crowbar), just to show off to some girl...